Chapter 6

Life changing decisions come into our lives every other day, and every other night. Our life changing decisions can come into our lives so easily or be one of the hardest decisions of our lives. Such as just crossing the street and being hit by the Knight Bus or a deciding whom you would spend the rest of your life with.

Many of the Potters have taken life changing decisions. My Grandmother Lily and Grandfather James put their children's lives above their own. They risked their lives for Harry, Sadie, and Bridget. My aunts and uncles risked their lives for their children. My mother and father risked their lives for me and my younger brother too.

Ginerva Potter decided to give up her young life to marry Harry and have their four children.

Sadie Malfoy found out her true identity and immediately loved her new family. Sadie fell in love with Draco at such a young age and even though she knew about the feud our families had always had, she could not give up on her love for him. It had been very hard for to try and decide what to do. Sadie not only chose her family but also her love for Draco. Sadie helped Draco raise Breeanna after Breeanna's biological mother and father died. Sadie and Draco ended up having Lily and another baby boy.

Harry Potter had Grandmother Lily murdered right in front of him. Harry fought Lord Voldemort time after time, after time. Finally Harry with the help of all of our family defeated Lord Voldemort.

Draco turned from the dark side with his family, to the good side. Married and has a happy life with Susan.

Adora found out her true identity and that she was the child of Anthony and Larissa. For years Adora had thought she was little Hermione Granger, a little Muggleborn. Which of course there is nothing wrong with Muggleborns. In their fifth year Adora found out that she too was a Potter.

Adora and Ron Weasley fell in love in school. Adora then traveled the world learning and teaching about Seer skills. After traveling for years, she realized where her true feelings and priorities should be. Ron and the family that they could make together.

Bridget, well little Bridget Potter was a tornado that she brought upon herself…

Roselyn was taking her daily nap and Arabella was rocking back and forth on the porch swing outside of the house. Arabella could hear Roselyn's little breaths going in and out on the baby monitor, and usually this would make Bella smile. At the moment Bella had something troubling on her mind. A horrific thing that had happened the day before…

"Aunt Bella!" Bridget yelled running through the front porch, into the living room, and stopping into the kitchen where Arabella was cooking dinner.

"Bridget," Arabella said turning around to see why her niece came into her house running and yelling. "What's wrong dear?"

"Nothing!" Bridget said jumping up and down, "Guess what!"

"What?"

"Wha?" Roselyn yelled and beginning slapping the table above her highchair.

"Hi baby!" Bridget said turning around and started kissing Roselyn all over her face, in which she began to squeal.

"I no baby!"

"Oh of course not, you are a big girl."

"Big, big!"

"What is wrong Bridget?" Arabella said turning back to the stove to finish cooking, "You are joining us for dinner, correct?"

"Sorry, not tonight."

"Oh."

"Look! Look!" Bridget opened up a magazine and showed her aunt what she had been yelling about.

"Bridget!" Arabella yelled with her eyes popping out of her head and then she snatched the magazine away and read the cover, "Witchly Brides! Are you kidding me!"

"No, why in Merlin's name would I be kidding you?"

"You are honestly really thinking about marrying that horrid man?"

"Don't talk about my fiancée like that!"

"Oh come off of it Bridget," Arabella said turning away from the stove and starting at her youngest niece. "You are only marrying him because he is the first guy to ask you to marry him after Oliver died."

"Aunt Bella, I love you to death but stuff it! Blaise will take care of me and he loves me."

"Yes but you don't love him. You still love Oliver."

"Over time I will begin to love Blaise."

"No you won't…"

"Aunt Bella!" Bridget screamed in which Roselyn began to cry from all of the noise, "Stuff it!" Bridget apparated to an unknown destination.

"Aunt Bella?" Susan asked walking out of Arabella's front door with Breeanna holding her mother's left hand and Susan had Lily on her right hip.

"Susan," Arabella said turning around to see her smiling niece. "How did you get here?"

"Fwoo!" Breeanna said proud of her new word.

"We Flooed over here. I, uh kind of heard about your blow up with Bridget."

"You mean her blow up with me?"

Susan nodded as she sat down on one of the rocking chairs as Breeanna crawled up on the swing with her great aunt.

"Did she tell you?"

"Nope. She complained to Ginny last night and Ginny stopped by the house earlier. She had to run to the ministry and James has had a slight fever, so I watched him for a couple of hours. She told me after she got back over a cup of tea."

"I don't understand how the two of you can be so calm about Bridget's lack of judgment."

"Calm? None of us are calm Aunt Bella. All of us are going insane inside with Bridget's stupid decision to marry that idiotic moronic Death Eater. What can we do?"

"I don't know," Arabella said throwing her head into her hands. "Lily has to be so angry at me for letting her baby girl marry that horrid man."

"Lil has no baby!" Breeanna yelled and the adults began to laugh at the little toddler, "Lil only baby!"

"Shh Bree," Susan said shaking her finger at her two-year-old. "You know you are not suppose to interrupt an adult conversation."

"Sowwie Mummy."

"Auntie Bella wasn't talking about your baby sister Lily, but your Grandma Lily."

"Grandma Lily in heaven?"

"Yes love."

There was a cry and Arabella smiled, "Roselyn is up from her nap. How the three of you meet me and Roselyn in the living room."

"I can play with Rosie?"

"Of course love," Arabella said smiling at her great niece.

"Are you sure about this?" Ginny asked sitting outside of a dressing room in Hogsmeade with baby James bouncing in her lap.

"What are you talking about?" Bridget yelled from inside of the dressing room.

"About marrying Blaise."

Bridget opened the dressing room door in a wedding gown and gave her best friend a look of death, "How many times are you going to ask me this a day? Blaise will take care of me and I will eventually love him."

"How do you know that you will 'eventually' love him? How do you know that if you don't love him now that you won't hate him one day?"

"We will eventually have children and because of our children I will love him for giving me our beautiful children."

"You sure about that?"

"You love Harry, correct?"

"Of course," Ginny said looking at her friend oddly as to why she would ask her this question. "You know I love Harry."

"How much more do you love Harry now that he has given you James?"

"Oh," Ginny nodded. "A million times more, if that is possible."

"Exactly. I don't love him now, but I do respect him and he is good to me. Once we have babies, then I will really love him."

"Whatever you say sweetheart."

"Now how does this gown look?"

"Beautiful on you."

"Perfect," Bridget said smiling from ear to ear.

"But totally wrong for marrying Blaise."

"What?"

Ginny pulled out a big, long black gown. "This is the perfect dress for marrying Blaise Zambini."

"Ginny!" Bridget yelled and threw a veil at Ginny's head, "be serious!"

"I am!"

"Oh stuff it. I swear everyday you become more and more of a Potter."

"What a compliment."

Oliver Wood rolled his eyes as he was still hearing music blaring through the Queen and King of the Death Eaters lair. "Still partying," Oliver told himself while rolling his eyes.

They had been partying all night with their followers, the Death Eaters. Just today Bridget Potter had set not a date but about an estimate of when to marry one of the biggest followers, Blaise Zambini. A winter wedding, most likely this winter.

Of course the Queen, herself could not keep the 'wonderful' news to herself.

"Oliver darling!" She sang walking into the dungeon that Oliver had grown to know as his home, and most likely the last home he would know before his pitiful life came to an end.

"Go away," Oliver said rolling over in the cot that had been his bed for almost a year now.

"I come bringing good news!"

"Any good news of yours, I don't want to know."

"Too bad," Autumn sang.

Oliver rolled over away from the door and then felt a force making him roll back towards Autumn, "Imperius curse will land you in prison." Oliver said through gritted teeth.

"Not if they never find me!" She sang again.

"You are insane."

"She has planned to marry him this winter."

"What?"

"Thought you would love to know! See that's what we have all been celebrating!"

"Oh Merlin no." Oliver said burying his head in his hands.

"Soon, yes very soon we will have Potter vs. Potter fight to the death. Lovely sounding, isn't it? Baby sister will take down older brother, sister, auntie, and the rest of that horrid blood line. Eventually she will become so depressed that she will kill herself to end her miserable little life."

"Have you informed Zambini of your plan?"

"He knows of getting her to turn to the dark side."

"But none of the rest?"

"Precisely."

"Evil bitch."

"Why thank you!" Autumn sang walking out the dungeon and slamming the door behind her. Oliver's world had already crashed down, but now his heart was ripping apart too.

"So have you figured a date out yet?" Susan asked her little sister with Ginny present in Susan's kitchen while she fixed some tea for the three of them.

"Sometime this winter," Bridget shrugged.

"Why so sudden?"

"Ginny we went over this earlier, stuff it."

"Why not the Summer Solstice if you are so keen into jumping into marriage with him?" Susan asked serving the tea.

"No," Bridget said shaking her head back and forth.

"Why not?" Susan asked confused, "If Draco and I would have waited then we would have married on the Summer Solstice. It is such a beautiful wizarding holiday and…"

"I said no," Bridget yelled and ran out of the room with tears running down her porcelain face.

"What's got her knickers in a bunch?"

"The Summer Solstice is a big thing to…"

"What?" Susan asked being totally confused about what was going on with Bridget.

"Goodness," Ginny sighed. "Never mention the Summer Solstice in front of Bridget again.

"Why not? It is a wonderful Wizarding Holiday."

"I know that and you know that, but you don't know what the Summer Solstice means to Bridget."

"Then inform me."

"You remember last year when Bridget was missing for that weekend?"

"Of course I do, Arabella and I went crazy with worry. What does that have anything to do with the Summer Solstice?"

"Bridget ran off with Oliver that weekend, in fact the last time that she saw him alive or period was the night of the Summer Solstice."

"Uh oh."

"Yeah, uh oh is right."

"So I guess a Winter wedding we have."

"That would be the guess," Ginny nodded.

"My dear?" Came a very familiar voice, "What is wrong my lovely?"

"Everything," the fallen girl cried.

"Tell me all about it," the familiar voice said joining the crying girl on her bed.

"My life is in shambles," a tearstained Bridget Potter said looking up to see her family's guardian angel, Cassandra Gryffindor.

"Why would you say that my lovely?"

"Oliver is gone," Bridget began to sob again. "I will never be able to see, touch, or feel him ever again. Damn it!" Bridget began to scream the last part, but didn't finish screaming. "I loved him! They took him away from me! He was the love of my life! I was suppose to marry him, have his children, and he's dead!"

"Oh," Cassandra nodded. "And?"

"And! Are you bloody kidding me!"

"My dear if he is dead then you need to move on."

"I'm trying," Bridget nodded as she began to wipe her tears from her face. "I am trying. Really I am…"

"I know my lovely."

"In fact I am engaged…"

"Are you now my dear?"

"Yes," Bridget nodded and raised her left hand to show her engagement ring.

"Beautiful ring my dear."

"Wait," Bridget blinked. "This isn't my ring…this isn't the right that Blaise gave me."

"Bridget?" Was a voice behind her that she hadn't heard in over a year, a voice that had her heart racing…

Bridget was now in a dungeon. A dark, drafty, and disgusting dungeon. There he was, the love of her life.

Oliver Wood was alive, sleeping on a musty cot chained to the wall and floor. He was mattered, beaten, and unshaven. He still looked as handsome as she remembered him over a year ago.

"Oliver!" She cried.

He turned around to see her and not only did his eyes light up, but so did his entire body and spirit.

"Bridget!"

"Avada Kedavra!" A unknown voice came from across the room and Oliver Wood fell back onto his cot, dead.

When Bridget looked up to see who it had been, it was Blaise.

"Bridget? Bridget?"

"What?" Bridget said raising from her bed and seeing her older sister looking down on her.

"Are you okay?"

"Of course I am, why are you asking?"

"You were screaming as if someone was beating you, and you are sweating."

Bridget wiped her forehead and there was nothing but cold sweat, "That was horrible." Bridget said grasping her chest.

"Another vision?"

"No," Bridget said shaking her head. "I think it was just a bad dream."

Susan sat down beside her sister, this is where Cassie had been during Bridget's dream.

"Where is Lily?"

"Napping."

"Bree?"

"Playing with Roselyn."

"Who's watching them?"

"Bella. I just laid Lily down and I heard you screaming. I was coming to tell you to quit it out because I had just put the baby down, but then I saw you were sleeping. So tell me what happened."

"Well the beginning was fine. I was talking to Cassie."

"That's not why you were screaming?"

"No of course not, I love when Cassie comes to visit."

"Cassie only comes when we are down, so explain."

"I was crying and Cassie came to console me. Asking me what was wrong and I told her that I had lost Oliver. I was angry and she told me that I needed to move on. I told Cassie that I had and in fact I was engaged. She acted as if she didn't know, but I thought she knew everything about us."

"That is odd," Susan's face frowned.

"Weird isn't it?"

"Very, but go on."

"So I went to show her my ring, but it wasn't this ring." Bridget said shoving the ring that Blaise had placed on her hand in Susan's face. "It was a ring I had never seen in my entire life, and Merlin Susan it was beautiful!"

"More beautiful than this rock!" Susan asked lifting Susan's hand that had ten karat diamond.

Bridget yanked her hand back, "This is just a show off for Blaise. I don't honestly love bulky jewelry or yellow gold. The ring I had on was like my dream ring! You want to know the oddest thing?"

"Of course!"

"Someone was behind me and called my name."

"So?"

"It was Oliver's voice."

"Bridget," Susan's eyes went soft.

"As soon as I heard his voice, I was spinning and then in a different place. I was in a very nasty dungeon and there was a musty cot."

"Okay?"

"On that musty cot was a beaten up, hairy Oliver Wood."

"Oh Bridget no."

"I called his name and when he turned around to see, he looked as happy to see me as I was to see him."

"Then?"

"Someone killed him with the Killing Curse and guess who had killed him?"

"Who?"

"Blaise," Bridget said with tears falling down her face again.

"Oh honey no."

"Yes," Bridget chocked a bit. "Do you think it's a vision?"

"No I think you were right, I think it was just a horrible nightmare."

"What could it mean?"

"I think it's telling you exactly what you feel deep down inside, but too afraid to let all of us know or Blaise because you are too independent for your own good."

"What's that?"

"You feel that Oliver is still alive by your love and if you move on and marry Blaise and love him, then you will truly kill him."

"You know that makes since," Bridget gasped.

"You aren't killing him baby sis," Susan said hugging Bridget. "The Queen and King of the Death Eaters did that."

"I know," Bridget sobbed into her sister's shoulder.

"You need to let this go and accept it. Oliver is dead, he's been gone over a year, been missing in action for over six months. You were at his memorial service and wept with his mother."

"I know that everyone says he's dead and I grieved over him and still do, but something inside of me is still telling me he is alive. If he was alive he would be here with me, loving me."

"You might be planning a wedding with Oliver instead of with Blaise."

"If Oliver was alive then there would be no way in hell that I would marry Blaise Zambini, in fact I would not let him lay a hand on me."

"I am glad we agree on something, but I wish you agreed with the rest of us."

"I just have this feeling that Oliver is still with us."

"He is sweetheart in your heart."

"No it's more than that."

"If you believe that then why have you agreed to marry Blaise?"

"I honestly don't know."

Adora Potter woke up from a dream and sat up, but it hadn't really been a dream. It was a vision that had Adora gasping. A vision that could change all of their lives and especially Bridget's life.

Yes life changing decisions are something my family has had to make and confront at even really young ages. Bridget had to decide if she would believe everyone else and accept that the love of her life Oliver Wood was indeed dead. Or would she leave her engagement and go on with her dream that Oliver was still alive?

Life changing decisions brought James and Lily into the world. Life changing decisions brought many of the Potter cousins into this world.

Life changing decisions are getting rid of the Slytherin blood line. Killing Lord Voldemort, Queen of the Death Eaters, and Desi Malfoy. The worst Dark Wizard and Witches in a century to hit the Wizarding World or my family.

The biggest life changing decision is being a Potter.